“I’m kind of short on clean clothes,” I warn, “so you're gonna have to?—”
Callum finishes my sentence by yanking my shorts and underwear down, freeing me. He strokes a couple of times, firm and electrifying, and my breath catches.
“Better?” he asks.
“Much. I’m?—”
Callum opens his mouth and envelops my dick.
Holy flying fucking shit. Callum is sucking my cock. Nope, not just that—he’s sucking my cock with pure, enthusiastic devotion, and it feels so good, I think my mind shatters into tiny fragments. He’s being slow and so deliberate, pausing for brief, torturous moments to listen whenever I so much as take a labored breath. My entire core is encased in addictive, delicious pleasure, only for it to be ripped away when he pulls back for air.
“Am I doing okay?” he asks. “Tell me what you like.”
I meet his gaze, and I can only whine. “Yeah. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare.” My thoughts are cut off when he gives me a couple of strokes, and I have to power through the clouds of arousal in my brain to keep talking. “Be gentle with the tip and don’t pull too hard, butpleasekeep going.”
He chuckles, his warm breath landing on the head of my dick, and even that is enough to make it pulse. “Gotcha.”
Then he takes me back into his mouth, jerking my shaft while making warm, delightful swipes at the tip. The pressure in my nuts was already killing me in the background before Callum showed up, and now it’s built up to something stratospheric.
I tap him on the shoulder. “Gonna come,” I get out, biting back a moan. “Jerk me.”
He slides off, tightening his fist around me while stroking hard and smiling up, and the sight of his bright eyes and expectant grin tips me over. I shoot with a desperate yell, letting my head fall back while my toes spasm.
Am I gonna need to use any muscles tomorrow? I sure hope not—I think they’re all out of commission.
Yup, Callum wrested my entire soul out of my body through my cock, leaving me limp and spent.
His voice breaks through my foggy brain. “God, that was so hot.”
I let out a weak grunt, glancing down to get an eyeful of Callum wiping off his cum-streaked face with a tissue. Sex with him has been spectacular from the start, but right then, he leveled it up to something I don’t think I can give up.
That was thefirstblowjob he ever gave, and it sent my eyes rolling into the back of my head. Holy hell, I’m definitely the luckiest guy on earth.
“How did you do that?” I ask. “Don’t tell me you secretly sucked a bunch of dicks and got a ton of practice while I was gone.”
“Nah. Let's just say I read some stuff online and borrowed a carrot from the fridge.”
“Well, I’d like to give my thanks to the internet and the produce aisle.” I blow out a tired breath, hauling myself off the bed. “Want me to take care of you now?” I check my watch and silently curse the passing of time.
He waves me off. “Nah. You can try owingmefor once.”
“Not having it.” I power through my orgasm-weakened muscles to lunge at Callum, tackling him onto the bed with my shorts still around my ankles. My mouth is on his a second later, and I fumble with his belt, whipping it out of the loops and discarding it onto the floor next to me. “Still gonna turn down a blowjob?”
He shakes his head, unbuttoning his jeans and shoving them off.
I sink to my knees and whip his hard dick out of his boxers, wetting my hungry mouth before diving in and giving him what we both need. It doesn’t take long for him to tense up and come down my throat, his body weakening under my touch and falling back into the mattress.
“We really needed that,” he breathes out, and I lie down nextto him, nestling my head into the crook of his neck.
“Oh yeah.” My hand traces his right pec, skimming through the light fuzz and moving with his breathing. “I never want to take another road trip again.”
He tilts his head down to look me in the eye. “Even if I visit you?”
“That might get me to reconsider.” I sigh, knowing that it’d be entirely impractical for Callum to join me for every away game. The hotel bills would rack up fast, and the rest of the guys would start badgering their partners to come along, too.
But Callum’s here now. Right when I was missing the heck out of having him around, he showed up out of nowhere. If the roles were reversed, visiting him would be something I’d overthink forages, wondering if it’d be over the top, or if he’d be weirded out.
And he came here for me.
